The Tao is far away

"What? Taking over another's body!"

Wang Chi was horrified at this moment. He knew that Carpenter Wang might have bad intentions towards him. In the basement three years ago, the cold look in Carpenter Wang's eyes made him unforgettable for a long time. He never expected that he wanted to take his body!

He thought of the three major limitations of taking over a body:

Immortal cultivators cannot seize the bodies of mortals;

The inferior cannot seize the superior;

You can only take over another's body once in your life!

Thinking of these three restrictions, Wang Chi guessed that he should be the one who took over the body of Er Gou.

Wang Shi looked at Wang Chi's trembling body with his head down, coughed, and said intermittently: "In the past three years, you and I have been together day and night, and I have developed a sense of closeness to you."

"Besides, my body is no longer in a condition that allows me to possess another body."

"Thinking about my life, Wang Shi, I have experienced wealth, poverty, hatred, and love."

Carpenter Wang closed his eyes and recalled every detail of his life, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Chi looked at Carpenter Wang quietly, waiting to see what tricks he would play next.

At this time, Carpenter Wang half sat up and coughed, and said to Wang Chi: "Disciple, are you willing to be my adopted son?"

Wang Chi was completely confused at this time. What was going on? Why was he an adopted son again?

Wang Chi knelt on the ground and said to Carpenter Wang: "It was Master who gave me food, kept me from being cold, and allowed me to practice. I have long regarded Master as my father!"

Wang Chi spoke these words with great sincerity. As for why he said that, Wang Chi felt that a lean camel was bigger than a horse. Although Carpenter Wang looked like he was dying, his strength was definitely not something Wang Chi could shake, so he could only go along with the topic.

"My life was given by my master. If my master wants my body, just take it!" After saying this, he kowtowed heavily.

Carpenter Wang didn't know whether he was moved or had other thoughts, but tears welled up in his eyes: "Okay, okay, Ergou, I lost my son many years ago, but I didn't expect to have another one today. Thinking about it, the age difference is not much, it seems that we are destined to be together!"

"It's not too late. This is the name of my unborn child. I'll give it to you."

"I understand Bu Chi." Wang Chi was a little surprised. This name was only one character different from his own, but thinking about the language difference, he just let it go.

Carpenter Wang smiled with relief: "It's not too late. I have a favor to ask of you."

"Father..., you say..." Wang Chi gritted his teeth, but never uttered the word.

Carpenter Wang was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "After I die, please scatter my ashes in a beautiful mountain."

Then he took out two yellow letters from his chest and handed them to Wang Chi: "Give this first letter to my eldest brother when you go to the Wang family in the last few years, and give the second one to my daughter. I was not able to accompany her as she grew up, alas!"

Carpenter Wang began to cough violently, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

Wang Chi hurriedly stood up and wanted to do something, but Carpenter Wang shook his head and said it was no problem.

"It's not too late. You have to remember that cultivators are the most selfish. Stabbing in the back is commonplace. You must be careful when you enter the world of immortal cultivation in the future. If you can't beat them, run away. If you can kill them, kill them. Don't be soft-hearted!"

"If you don't want to fight, then stay in the Wang family. Although you may not have wealth and glory, you can still live in peace for the rest of your life."

After that, he coughed up blood again. His whole body was exhausted to the extreme. He could only lie on the side of the bed: "This storage bag contains all my belongings. Take it and use it well!"

A faint light flashed, and a bag appeared in Carpenter Wang's dry hand.

Wang Chi took the bag, but his hand was grabbed by Carpenter Wang.

"Bu Chi, can you call me father?" These words seemed to have exhausted all of Carpenter Wang's strength, and he looked at Wang Chi expectantly.

"father……"

Wang Chi still couldn't shout out. He felt the temperature of Carpenter Wang's hand slowly dropping until it became ice cold. His expectant eyes turned into emptiness.

In the dark room, a cold corpse was lying on the edge of the bed, one hand holding the hand of another living person.

Wang Shi is dead.

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